I'd just moved to Portland for an internship at a pharmaceutical company and was hoping by the end of the internship, they'd want to keep me on. My first day there was exciting. They gave me a rundown of my daily duties and I received my security badge. Before leaving for the day, I was told I had to go get bloodwork and a physical done. Luckily, they have doctors on staff so it shouldn't be too much of a hassle.
"All you have to do is head to the west wing on the 2nd floor and the Lindsey will take care of you," The HR woman directed. I took the mental note and headed home. The apartment I got was pretty close by so I decided to walk. I made it passed a couple blocks when a black Porsche pulled up next to me.
"Hey, need a ride? I work for Med-Pharm too," the driver offered. He was handsome. Clean cut all around and I didn't need to see the rest of him to know he's pretty active and in shape. I replied, "I'm good, but thank you. I live just right over there." He nodded his understanding and bid me a good night. He was pretty striking. I hope to maybe run into him again real soon. The rest of my night was uneventful. I continued to unpack my things while browsing online to see what Portland had to offer.
The next day, I did as I was instructed. I went to the west wing of the 2nd floor to see Lindsey. She gave me a quick once over and told me to fill out some paperwork while she told the assistant to prep a room. I finished and was ushered into an examination room. She told me to change into the gown and wait for Dr. Morris to come in. I always heated wearing those things. It always left your backside barely covered up and since it's always so cold in these rooms, you could feel some kind of breeze on your ass.
After a few more minutes of waiting, the strikingly handsome Porsche guy from yesterday entered the room and said, "Well hello there...Scott. I'm Dr. Ben Morris. I had a feeling I'd bump into you again." Yeah, but who knew it would be this soon. I sheepishly greeted him back. He looked over my chart and started to explain the importance of this initial examination.
"Since you'll be working around these chemicals and pharmaceutical products, we just want to make sure you're healthy coming in and staying that way. A lot of this stuff is experimental and we just want to make sure you're safe at all times." He said. We went through some past medical history and made small talk where we could. He was a very charming guy. I could feel my face getting a little warm from being around him. And then something horrible started to happen. My cock was starting to respond. I tried to adjust myself without him knowing.
"Ok. Let's get this over with. Stand up for me Scott," Dr. Morris said as he tossed the clipboard on the counter and proceeded to sanitize his hands. He gloved up and checked my blood pressure. I saw a sly grin as he held my wrist. I tried to calm my nerves and heart rate as much as I could. We did all the other rudimentary things all guys have to do for a physical but now was time for the main event.
"Alright Scott, this next part is always a little discomforting. Turn and cough when I tell you to," Dr. Morris instructed. He put his hand under my gown while looking nonchalantly up. He felt around my now hard cock and then found my testicles. Those gloves were cold and sent a shiver up my spine. He gave them a squeeze and told me to cough. I did and then a look of concern fell on his face. He squeezed again and instructed me to cough again. I did and he looked right into my eyes.
"What's wrong," I asked. He took off his gloves and went to write something on the clipboard. He said, "I think I felt something out of place when you coughed, but let's try that one more time." He reached under again but this time I felt the warmth of his hand gently feeling around again. This time he squeezed my cock a little and said, "Its ok. It's perfectly normal for it to have a reaction." His hand moved up my shaft and rubbed the tip of my cock which forced a tiny moan to escape my lips. The doctor let go to my disappointment and then squeezed my testicles again. I turned and cough. He sighed with relief and said, "Ok, false alarm."
Dr. Morris instructed me to go ahead and get onto the examination table on all fours to check my colon. Smiling, he assured me it wouldn't take long. My face flushed red as I slowly turned to do as I was told. Embarrassed, I got on all four with my erect cock dangling. I closed my eyes and wished he would hurry and get it over with. I heard him snap on another pair of gloves and squirt some lube on. His left hand was placed on my left ass cheek and I felt his thumb open me a bit. Then I felt the cold tip of a finger. It just barely touched my hole and slowly moved around.
I clenched my teeth still wishing this would all be over soon. I felt the cold and slick finger rotate and enter me more. Little by little, Dr. Morris worked his way in me. I heard something being moved and he said, "Sorry, I need to stand on this booster to get a little more leverage. Just relax; I'm just examining the lining of your bowels. Just let me know if you feel any pain in your abdomen." I took a deep breath as I felt his finger slide in. He slowly pulled out but then I felt him re-enter but with another finger.
"You're doing great Scott. That's it, just relax." He coaxed. I felt pre-cum start to leak out of me. I fought hard not to move back into the fingers. He kept sliding them in and out of me. My eyes were still closed as they started to roll into the back of my eye. I was really enjoying it and I was pretty sure the doctor could tell. I felt his left hand squeeze my ass a little while he rotated the fingers. A quiet moan escaped my lips, betraying and finalizing my enjoyment. I imagined him fucking me on the table. I wanted him so badly to give it to me.
